miro una flor

y pienso que es de una forma, miro más y son un montón de pétalos. me acerqué a saludarla y la olí y me dijo que 𝘦𝘴𝘢 era su forma. le pedí permiso y le tomé una foto para llevarme un recuerdo... cuando miré a mi alrededor me di cuenta de que eran dos y cuando me quise acordar ya eran tres. pensé tanto que me distraje y un viento me voló la foto. cuando la busqué estaba dada vuelta y vi una vaca comiendo pasto muy contenta. me quedé en silencio y me pregunté ¿será esa su forma más real? y desde el interior un silencio me contestó. ¿cuántas veces el mismo rollo? se lo conté a un amigo y me dijo ¿otra vez hablando con las flores vos? quizá necesites ayuda... y a mí me pareció que si, que sólo no iba a poder mirar todas las formas.

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I look at a flower

and I think it has one form, I look closer and it’s a bunch of petals. I approached to greet her and smelled it, and she told me that that was her form. I asked for permission and took a photo, to keep a memory with me... when I looked around I realized there were two and when I noticed, there were already three. I thought so much that I got distracted, and a gust of wind blew the photo away. when I looked for it, it was turned over and I saw a cow happily eating grass. I remained silent and asked myself, Could that be its most real form? and from within, silence answered me. How many times the same roll? I told a friend about it and he said, Are you talking to the flowers again? maybe you need help... and it seemed to me that yes, that on my own I wouldn’t be able to see all the forms.

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Lomochrome Purple XR 100-400 (35mm) film exposed on both sides (EBS) 2024